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Premium Member We Hate the Ones We Have Wronged

It is human nature to hate him whom you have injured. ~Tacitus

as children 
we looked past the world’s artificial trappings 
the ravelment of doctrines 
and the glaring capitalistic displays
the only criteria was that we’re friends 

growing up 
the world we inhabited 
shrank as we embraced 
the rules of others 
to fit in 

adulthood 
meant that we 
overrode innate compassion for others 
paramount concern 
belonging to the right group 
often at the expense of many others 

leaving a particular religious group 
would lead to shunning 
even death 
lost in this Troxler effect 
we have ultimately lost the ability to discern human value 

we’re set in our ways 
our value compass 
eventually deliquesced as it decomposed 
like a corpse

how did we become so jaundiced in our outlook 
it is obvious 
we hate the ones we have wronged 
forgiving ourselves is only path to redemption  

14 June 2021

Premium Member Accounts

What is truth's pure golden nugget?
A debt-free real balanced budget!
The concept is known
But history has shown
Great figures know how to fudge it

Author's note:  The right wing wants to pilfer nature's bounty and destroy the natural balance to make us rich because god says it's OK.  The left wing wants to do the same--only more slowly and without god.  In the end, capitalistic greed is the real evil because it is taking us to a critical point of no return.  We really need to stop using smoke and mirrors and do an honest accounting.

Premium Member State of the Union

I've been watching these two groups lately,
Left and right & all those between.
Where resolutions appear adrift or absent,
And legislation became downright mean.

The battling and the bickering, seems to be
Creating fear all along to blame.
While moderation and discourse through debate,
Has fallen painfully, only to face shame.

As this nationalism is bantered about,
Extolling the revered, capitalistic way
Only to 'trash talk' anything socialistic,
As if the demonic would come out to play.

And forget anything of a brave new world,
As globalization is fought and ignored.
Because that one world government might
Loom closer to some, & we know how that's deplored.

Yet we have also witnessed a dismal harvest,
When seeds of distrust finally bore their fruit.
While some felt it added to our greatness,
More saw only failure that was absolute. 

Since our greatness isn't defined by the irrational,
Its definition lies with opportunity & equal chance.
So as we feed on our roots of diversity & fairness,
Our growth will be the fuel to romance.


Premium Member The Princess and the Pimp

A preening promiscuous princess posed as "Penelope Prude."
With her poodle and parasol; well-perfumed, on Pine Street she stood.
A pompous pilfering pimp with a pink-painted poodle passed by.
He paused, popped his eyes, then approached while plotting to pounce and ply
the princess with persimmons and pearls, prepared to profit from her,
but Penelope quipped, “Poppycock! I’m a capitalistic entrepreneur!”


For john freeman's "Alliteration Poems Please Poetry Contest"

God Is

God Is

God is not confused
God is not amused
God is not impressed
God does not watch commercials
God is not the target demographic
God does not buy name brand clothes or slave labor labels
God is not stylish
God is not popular
spoken of often but
God is not popular
God 
Currently has multiple copyright infringement and slander cases in litigation
‘cause people keep on placing his name in the middle of nonsense
God is often imitated and killed daily
God finds your insanity boring
God laughs at what you think you know
God know you don’t know her
God ignores posers
Your ego slashed God’s tires
God is all dressed up with nowhere to go
God is the greatest dancer you’ve never seen
God is a beautiful wallflower 
Waiting on your call
Dios no hablo ingles
God is against comprehensive immigration reform
God is also against borders 
and inequitable sociopolitical and socioeconomic policies 
God is not capitalistic
God is not patriotic
God is not contemporary 
God is not cosmopolitan
God is a Sunda(zed) effigy
the Author rendered understudy by impostors
Perfection red lined and compartmentalized 
Prepackaged for your comfort and their control
God is not a GMO
God is not a seedless watermelon 
or a perfectly yellow and uniform bunch of bananas
God is not a Li-ger
God is not a Kentucky Fried Chicken wing
God is not at Chick Fil-A or Church’s chicken either
God is not a contradiction or a fictional promise
God is waiting at the end of our grey wavering 
God is not one of us
God is the true and living absolute 
God is love unequivocal 
the binary promise 
the timeless omni-dimensional logic appearing illogical to the finite senses 
God is exact and infinite
the mystery in which there is no intrigue
the balance in deed rendering speech meaningless
God is beyond question or renegotiation
God never whatever
God ever forever
The bearer of the standard that I strive to stand upon
The principle to which I wish to nearer draw
The here to there
The this to that 
The then now and ever in an instant
The all in all in which it all makes sense
the destination 
the road itself
and the motivation to keep on walking
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Premium Member Fkna, Ikr

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45th- Blank

there are 2 blank cards
in the angel card deck so
today I'm "depressed"

for this to be the 
best country in the whole world
today it looks sad

just happy that I 
was a member of the age
of Aquarius

our best hour was 
revolution of 60's
created big change

now elephants rule
just capitalistic pigs
love hear themselves squeal

Three of a Kind

France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
New World colonization,
territorial domination
Main strategic objective to be made:
land acquired by war,
or expansion thru peace by trade
All three needed native allies
They smoked the peace pipe;
puffing part truth, puffing part lies
Then swore on the ancient totems,
said they wanted to go where the eagle flies
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
They had the same common interest — 
European superiority,
whose destiny needed to be made manifest
Although they fought one another,
they thought the same capitalistic way,
therefore they were blood brothers
The New World had so much natural largesse,
so many rich, uncharted regions which
Merchant explorers wanted to claim and possess
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
They planted their flags,
and gave the Western hemisphere 
an Italian name
North and South America
got divided up
in the three nation poker game
Everyone knows that history
is written by the victors
And posterity 
tosses the vanquished to the wind
All of the holy prophets declare:
the rise of man’s last great kingdom
is the beginning of the end
France
Britain
and Spain
Three of a kind,
all with one aim
Conquerors who coveted with no shame
But the justice of God is not blind ...
Search the Scriptures and you will find,
God’s final judgment 
was declared before the foundation of time
Thus it is written:
The Spirit Horsemen of the Apocalypse
are four of a kind

Premium Member The Preamble

The Preamble
By Franklin Price
4/5/2105
						
Constitution			          

We the People						
In order to form a more perfect Union		
Establish justice					
Insure domestic tranquility				
Provide for the common defense			
Promote the general Welfare				
Secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves		
And our posterity					
Do ordain and establish this Constitution		


Washington

We in Washington
In order to form a more a more perfect sideshow
Establish ourselves
Insure domestic upheaval
Provide for our sins to defend
Promote the general confusion
Secure the blessings of security to ourselves
And our posterity
Do ordain to ignore the established Constitution


Media

We  the media
In order to get much better ratings
Establish recognition
Insure large market share
Provide even questionable news
Promote advertising
Secure capitalistic gains
For all posterity
Do ordain and establish our self importance

Prized Possession

Prized Possession


When was it that society and religion
Became so afraid of the sexuality of women

Or was it just men who became afraid

Trapping and turning beauty into ***********
To suit the idealism of a capitalistic
Ideology
Made women its prized possession

There was once spiritual prowess in her nakedness
Once long ago
The symbol of womb and breast
Gave birth to life

And a possession was once the sexual expression
Of both women and men
Connecting
Copulating
In an essence of a spiritual unity
Defined by the pleasure both received
In giving to life

So how did sex become a sin
Dirtied by morals
And then sold in a tin 
Of instant readily affordable self gratification
When did your own sexuality
Become a commodity
For them to sale

And poor Eve, lead mankind to ruin
And she alone made responsible for the fall from Eden
So shall she pay the price in cultural centuries
Of Christian and Muslim oppression

Such is the weakness of men
That by muscle alone defends them
Such is the weakness of men
That their God must of course; be a man
Such is the weakness of men
That in the face of beauty
It must be their possession

Such is my contempt of those men
Who cannot comprehend
Where their own lives began
And who’s wives and daughter now exists
In a poor excuse for love and worship
Trapping and turning beauty into ***********
To suit the idealism of a capitalistic
Ideology
Made women its prized possession




Inspired by Brandy Megens poem “News at 5”

Premium Member Black and White Yoyage

Black and White Yoyage

Ying and Yang come to mind that wakes up in the morning
                   Harmony the task for the day and the nights of the soul as
                      black coffee takes hold with bits of refined white powder

No credit card needed to shoot up the lines just sweetener
                   Money short as many times but the fangs of depression at
                    bay in the haven of a polychrome garden paradise around

Abundance mixes genesis and evolution blends the colours
                        cherishes diversity celebrates similarities holds dear all
                     the differences which we humans bring to the daily party

On my travels to Spain with bright sun and black secrets
                            in history memories civil strife and factional fracture
                    I stumbled into Guernica the painting the scream into hell

No hues no colourant just clarity’s pigment shadows and all
                    where the white flag of peace had been bombed into dust
                    with help of Mussolini’s black shirts and fascist brown hue

From a chessboard of aerial precision it was black or white
                     a foreplay of what was to come in the wars to proceed in
                  white ashen faces and clean shaven razor blades of demise

Back in South Africa’s so called rainbow nation I have digested
           distorted figures of human targets screaming animals shattering
                    aeroplane parts sending Picasso’s message into the world

Black and white still struggle here overt and covertly where
                Apartheid lives on some lives matter more than some others
                  in a country steam rolled by corruption of capitalistic greed

                    
                    Coffee in hand and sweet sugar soothing my wake up call
             it all seems so powerless when I as a minion of resistance
confide my wish for full colours to the message of love

                    Ying and Yang leaves no room for aggression no place for
      killing fields in the pastures of plenty just whisks and whiffs of 
what could become if understood we are all black and white

15th February 2017

Symphonic Quiescent Overture Maestro Kant Imitate

Tryouts starring musical prodigies 
and/or an attendant conductor
attempt to approach ambient chorus 
divinely exhibited from Gaia's handiwork
heavenly invoking kapellmeister's magnificent nonchalant outlook 
piquantly, quintessentially, repertoire sensately striking 
unmatched vast wisdom yielding, zephyr air albeit creativity 
engineered from groundswell harmony
juxtaposed, kindled, linkedin, 
manifesting noteworthy opulent philharmonic recording
transcribing universal veritable webbed wide world.
 
Wunderkinds yield Ziggurat acme approximated asymptote
bequeathing celestial Doppelganger Earthly emulations 
formulating fractal glinting highlighting
ineffable joie de vivre jostling, keen kindling, 
la la land legerdemain lifting logic
lording Ludwig (Josef Johann) Wittgenstein.
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Yelping zoological apostle Al affidavit Gore handily 
heaping hubristically invocation jolting kickstart measures 
nipping nixed noblesse oblige opera 
quickening quotidian rapid ruination sans supreme 
teetering upended venerated wise with acumen
arithmetical Benoit Mandelbrot
chasing far-fetched ideas 
lightyears menacing nihilism purging ogres opportunistically  
resplendently ripping revered tankard tipping unstoppably
vanquishing varietal whipsawing wonderful wrapt yawning  youngsters 
warfare written wrought  yanking zestfully crushing environmental family
granting Herculean instant karma 
malevolent, opprobrious pronouncement
quiet riot silencing severely tragic ubiquitous vicious wreckage 
yikyaks apemen cleft Earth.
 
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Future foragers denounce capitalistic bamboozlers aggression
zealots wrought trashing quintessential naked kingdoms issue
flotsam coagulates zonal wastelands torquing quality NON
killing habitats Earth bleached yellowed voodoo ruins.

Premium Member Make Us Weep For More

Why is digital form always binary functional?
asked the student of bilateral self-surmise.
Why is polynomial information
always binomially self-reflective?
asked the student 
of Me/We synergetic surprise.

Because analogical function
evolves bilateral virtuous
and invidious comparison,
double-bound as negative
with dipolar positive comparisons
evolving future rebalancing 
midway views

Ergodically whole yet open systemic
co-gravitating
co-regenerating
ionic synergy
sometimes ironic double-bound energy

Bicamerally nondual 
deductive/inductive 
outside/inside consciousness
of 4Dimensional convex space
concave bilateral time perception,
double-elliptical prime relational,
zeroistically permaculturing
savoring scent of wealthier multicultural feel.

Why do two negatives seem to play OK together
while two positives act like mutually monolithic homophobes?

While not as strong as the co-ionic Yang/Yin bond
of positive on and over,
surrounding convexly
what remains bilaterally concavely negative enclosed,
this co-dependent lust forms one Yang-strong dipolarity
while YinYin mutual subsidiary win-win double-binding co-gravitation
remains Janus-equivalent empowered midway
tipping multiculturing points

Our way toward double lose-lose mutually aggressive 
ego-
and anthro-
supremacy,
LeftBrain verbal exclusivity,
encultured narcissistic 
egocentric oppositional disorder
of competitive Win/Lose traumatic economic history's
capitalistic best

Not-Not rhyming full-bodied open Yes!,
a neurosystemic bilateral nest
of equivalent conjoined contentment,
cooperatively mutual ego/eco-identity,
midway between polynomial universality
and reverse binomial integral-unity,

Riding a razor's edge of mutual appreciation
within this great cooperative transitional revolution
of nondualistic bicameral
co-arising in/out-volutionary 
ego-health/eco-wealth Win/Win theory.

Sing strong 
practiced crown harmonics;
dance long 
resiliently rooted resonance,
resolving EarthPassioned sustenance.

Make us weep for more.

Of Characteristics

Characteristics
Just a few..

Analytic

Artistic

Authentic

Capitalistic

Domestic

Energetic

Puristic

Sarcastic

Scientific

Semantic

Simplistic

Socialistic

Stylistic..

Can you choose..

Ask yourself..

Which of these
Are you..


06/01/15
D.C.
© D. C.  Create an image from this poem.

Agape Redefined

Like Jesus I'm prophetic,

I've come to set you free

by loving the way 

ignorant men cling

to their prejudices

Love you indiscriminate

of right and wrong,

sin and not guilty

Blow your mind utterly

and completely

Bend the human condition

towards reunification

Leave ninety-nine well fed

and go after the one instead. 

Through peril and

brim fire, I'll prove 

without being preachy,

loving me is all you need

For the freest form of free. 

Follow me, and I'll follow you,

we'll turn circles around

revolutionary ideas

sell communists

on capitalistic ideas

Won't stop until

Shangri-la sits smack-dab

in our living room

our front door the pearly gates.

Tempt fate. Let me love you,

instead of requistioning

you to a place you were

already created from and

no matter what decision

 you choose

You shall not be banished

in a godless place 

Love you in a way that

surpasses understanding.

Place an exit sign in hell, 

pull the fire alarm and

send 911 to the rescue. 

Tempt fate, let's love religiously,

Connect spiritually

and change the conception

of love's connection. 

Agape Redefined
© Ts Lewis  Create an image from this poem.

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